Zhao Haomiao observed Zhou Bai's appearance. After a few minutes, Zhou Bai remained motionless. Zhao Haomiao coldly said in his heart, "Secretly following Nasha … Humph, I want to see what you are going to do tonight."
Then, Zhao Haomiao observed Zhou Bai from a few hundred meters away. He found that Zhou Bai had been hiding beside Nasha until Nasha finished her training. Then, he followed Nasha back to the dormitory.
He followed Nasha back to the dormitory? What is he trying to do?
Zhao Haomiao didn't know that Zhou Bai and Nasha's dormitory were right next to each other. Just when he thought that Zhou Bai would secretly follow Nasha into the dormitory, he saw Zhou Bai jogging and climbing up the wall like a cockroach.
Zhao Haomiao thought, What is this guy doing?
Then, he saw Zhou Bai suddenly stop. He secretly stuck his head out of a window and lay there motionlessly.
This was Zhou Bai using Nasha's Face Pressure to cultivate. Although he lived next door to Nasha, the Face Pressure had to be unobstructed for cultivation. Living next door wouldn't have any effect.
But Zhao Haomiao didn't know this. He looked at Zhou Bai on the wall and was instantly shocked. What the f * ck is going on?
Stalking?
Harassing?
Zhao Haomiao felt disgusted. This guy is more useless than I thought. Not only does he waste his time and energy on women, but he also secretly stalks and peeks?
Zhao Haomiao watched patiently for more than an hour. When he saw Zhou Bai lying on the wall motionlessly, his feelings gradually changed from disgust to curiosity, and from curiosity to weirdness. Now, when he looked at the black shadow on the wall, he suddenly had an illusion. He couldn't tell if it was a black shadow or Zhou Bai?
Is Zhou Bai … still there?
Would a normal person … lie on the wall for more than an hour?
What is he doing?
The more he looked, the weirder he felt, but he couldn't help but be curious. Zhao Haomiao controlled his body and breathing and carefully walked toward the dormitory.
"Zhou Bai is a level-four Sword Diagram, but he once defeated a level-five Overlord in the Four Schools Tournament."
As for the rumor that he had forced back hundreds of thousands of Sky Demon with a single sword strike, Zhao Haomiao did not believe it at all.
He felt that Dong Hua Dao School had purposely released this information to confuse the public. They were also using the public's attention to protect Zhou Bai.
'However, with my Fifth Realm strength, he shouldn't be able to discover me if I'm within 100 meters of him and just sweep my gaze across him.'
Although Zhao Haomiao's family did not have any immortals, they were not ordinary either. They had their own set of powerful legacies. Coming to Dong Hua Dao School this time was also the result of a compromise between all parties.
The talent and strength that he had displayed during his time in school was already on par with the top students of the four major Dao schools. The Dream Heart Sutra that had been passed down in his family was also a unique Dusk Daoist technique that had many wondrous uses.
Zhao Haomiao's body dashed out, easily passing by a few small buildings. There was almost no sound of him tearing through the air.
After closing the distance of more than 100 meters, Zhao Haomiao thought to himself, 'This distance is about right.'
He saw Zhao Haomiao sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at Zhou Bai's position. He formed a seal with his hands and activated the Dream Heart Sutra.
A shadow that only Zhao Haomiao could see flew out from his body with a whoosh and shot directly toward Zhou Bai's silhouette.
This was the dream elemental energy that Zhao Haomiao had condensed using the special technique of the Dream Heart Sutra. It did not have any attack power, but it could be used to probe the subconscious. Moreover, unless the opponent was an expert who was also proficient in the study of dreams and the subconscious, it would almost never be discovered.
'The Dream Heart Sutra is a top-notch Daoist technique that controls dreams and senses the subconscious. When it comes to the understanding of dreams and consciousness, no one in the world can surpass our Zhao family. '
Zhao Haomiao's Dream Heart Sutra had already been cultivated to the pinnacle. He could even control his own consciousness, weave or seal memories, change his personality, and cut and split his own consciousness. He could play with it in the palm of his hand.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to observe the subconscious of others without any fear of his own consciousness being affected.
'Let me see what's going on in your head …' Gu Xijiu thought.
Boom!
As the dream elemental energy entered Zhou Bai's body, all sorts of colorful lights and shadows were reflected in front of his eyes.
'The subconscious of a human is hidden in the depths of a human's consciousness. It is a type of information that is hard to detect.'
'The human brain is constantly receiving all sorts of information. In order not to hinder one's ability to think, most of the information will be ignored.'
'The process of mental activity that has already occurred but has not reached the conscious state is the subconscious.'
'In other words, the subconscious represents the true thoughts of a person at every moment. However, people are often unable to detect its existence. '
'Even the information that people thought they had forgotten, ignored and buried is still stored in the subconscious of a human, influencing their thinking, cognition and choices.'
The next moment, the colorful lights disappeared and what appeared in front of Zhao Haomiao was a strange space.
Whether it was the sky or the ground, there was a strange mud-like substance flowing everywhere. It was as if the entire world was made up of black mud and the air was filled with a strange stench.
'This is like hell on earth. What is this person thinking about all day?'
The next moment, a large group of beautiful ladies with black mud on them flew across the sky, laughing and playing with the black mud.
Zhao Haomiao thought, 'This guy really likes women... and his methods are very perverted.'
However, the next moment, he saw a group of handsome guys with the same black mud on them. Zhao Haomiao was shocked, followed by anger, "... This is too perverted. How can someone like this get first place in the Four Schools Tournament? "
Zhao Haomiao continued to delve deeper into Zhou Bai's subconscious to see if he could find more information, "Let me see, let me see the secrets in your heart. How perverted are you... no, what are you thinking about?"
Soon, a huge screen appeared in the sky, filled with all sorts of words.
"Words!" Zhao Haomiao was overjoyed. Words were usually very valuable information, representing a person's understanding of himself, others and the world.
"And to be able to reflect it in his subconscious, it must be the one that left the deepest impression on him."
He looked at the words. "... My name is Deathwing, the fated destroyer of the world, the terminator of all things, unstoppable, undefiable, I am the cataclysm..."
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